Drae Sativ - Let Em In Lyrics

Said I'm done with these favors
Same way I'm done with these niggas
Same way I'm getting these haters
Same way I'm getting this paper
Triple cross like the plug with no label
Said I'm quick with mop, I don't care if they playing
I put the cash on the table and I hit the dash, I don't care why you weighing, I don't need you man
I'm still keeping the staining, 20 ball stuffed in my rubber band banding
Ain't no dapping, I'm turning the table
Burning bridges, I bet I can bait em'
Out the park and I swing with the k
And we straight out the park, getting to shooting like Tatum
I can't fuck with the narcs, I'm not good with no name
Got the stick in the trunk, but the cash with the cane
I been stuck on the charts and I'm perfect with aim
What you gon' bring?
Slow down, I had to slow down like I pored a four
Texaco cup like I'm stuck in the north
I was just stuck on the meanest of hoes
She had just challenged the bros, like bring out the charger and count on the roll
Now that knowledge from Harvard, I'm testing this ho
We keep on counting, fuck is a problem?
Said that you want it, turned Robert Downey
She want to step how she with it
I got some euro talk just for the stepping
I got some m's for the vision
Tryna' count m's in a minute
I got some m's for the vision
Extending the bag, it's extended
I got a clip we don't measure, peep on the vision
Just peep on the vision and keep on a pole
And keep all the millions and keep all the bros
I keep all the family tucked on the dro
Now we keeping some motion and keeping some loads
I got a Mac, they weren't feeling it
Straight out the coupe and that motherfucker peppermint
Touching the paper all day like a letterman
Whole lotta shots we been dodging from veterans
I won't say much, just let em' in
Still mixing Balenci with Vetements
I won't say much, just let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in

Said I'm done with these favors
Same way I'm done with these niggas
Same way I'm getting these haters
Same way I'm getting this paper
Triple cross like the plug with no label
Said I'm quick with mop, I don't care if they playing
I put the cash on the table and I hit the dash, I don't care why you weighing, I don't need you man
I'm still keeping the staining, 20 ball stuffed in my rubber band banding
Ain't no dapping, I'm turning the table
Burning bridges, I bet I can bait em'
Out the park and I swing with the k
And we straight out the park, getting to shooting like Tatum
I can't fuck with the narcs, I'm not good with no name
Got the stick in the trunk, but the cash with the cane
I been stuck on the charts and I'm perfect with aim
What you gon' bring?
Slow down, I had to slow down like I pored a four
Texaco cup like I'm stuck in the north
I was just stuck on the meanest of hoes
She had just challenged the bros, like bring out the charger and count on the roll
Now that knowledge from Harvard, I'm testing this ho
We keep on counting, fuck is a problem?
Said that you want it, turned Robert Downey
She want to step how she with it
I got some euro talk just for the stepping
I got some m's for the vision
Tryna' count m's in a minute
I got some m's for the vision
Extending the bag, it's extended
I got a clip we don't measure, peep on the vision
Just peep on the vision and keep on a pole
And keep all the millions and keep all the bros
I keep all the family tucked on the dro
Now we keeping some motion and keeping some loads
I got a Mac, they weren't feeling it
Straight out the coupe and that motherfucker peppermint
Touching the paper all day like a letterman
Whole lotta shots we been dodging from veterans
I won't say much, just let em' in
Still mixing Balenci with Vetements
I won't say much, just let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in
I won't say much, I'ma let em' in